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Song Lyrics:

Niggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm) Yeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah) You wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay) Sooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God Don't get me started, I carry a bludgeon, I'm headed to Mars Back from the dead, I can show you the scars Back to the music, I'm feeling so great, I just had a menage Flow is like water, I'm flooding the town Fire department, I'm burning it down Handle the heat or you gon' be deceased We don't fuck with police, so we b-b-b-bounce Waving my gun because I'm trigger happy I pull up, and shoot up, cuss like Akinyele You in a dilemma like Nelly & Kelly You tryn'a fake your death like Machiavelli (woo) Yeah, you're a goodman jiggalo My girl said I'm green and disgusting, shit, sometimes I be feeling like Piccalo So I bought her a ticket home Niggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm) Yeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah) You wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay) Sooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God I beat it up like a piƱata, I gotta They wonder if I'll ever give 'em a stunner The mic in my hand, the whole summer is ours Like Curtis Jackson, man, they know I got power (yeah) You're wearing a cross, I'm wearing an ankh They call me a boss, they call you a punk You're lost in the sauce, your boy's in the trunk Say I got bars, this is a pub Of course I'm on top, my favorite position is missionary When I die, play my discography, no obituary Like Barney Stinson, everything that I do is so legendary Hold up, wait a minute Are you taking notes, secretary? Niggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm) Yeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah) You wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay) Sooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God

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